A pot of bad wine and half a roast chicken.

Wang Liuzhi scolded and returned to his deserted home.

He hurried to slow down the shift today, just in order to be able to live happily in the city's gold cave, go to the bad luck contaminated in the view, but he didn't expect to be stopped by people at the door, the left "Wang Lang", the right "six masters" called politely, but let him write off the credit accumulated in the past, otherwise he would not be allowed to enter the door.

"Phew, your sixth master wants silver, will you go to the broken kiln?"

He was in a depressed mood, and he didn't like anything, but unfortunately he was alone, and there was not even a fire in the house.

Coincidentally, there was a suppressed cry from next door, and the man was beating his wife again.

He tore open his throat and scolded:

"It's mourning!"

The crying disappeared immediately, and he took a sip, looking around his empty room, but he couldn't help but envy in his heart: "Tsk, if only there was a mother-in-law." ”

But where does a scoundrel get a scoundrel wife?

He had to lock himself in the house, and the bad wine was served with the cold roasted chicken, and he had the power to deal with his stomach. After biting on it in three or two, he took out a small paper bag, which was wrapped in a few pills, which were the demon pills distributed by the yamen to prevent the demon plague.

He hesitated for a while, didn't touch it, and threw it into a big urn in the corner of the house, he had a bad stomach, and after taking this pill, he always had a stomach upset.

And then there's nothing to do.

I had to pour all the pot of wine into my belly and sleep to count the balls.

The quilt was cold and smelled of sweat, and he couldn't help curling up, thinking in a daze: "It would be nice to have a mother-in-law." ”

Fall asleep slowly.

I don't know how long it took.

The cold meat and bad wine in his stomach were stirring, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he had to get up to go to the hut.

Just opened the door.

A woman's face was tucked in front of her.

White miserable skin, sad eyes, red lips.

This...... A dream come true?

Wang Liuzhi's gaze habitually probed downward.

Look at a neck like white jade, and then, the prickly hairs like short needles, the black shell like iron casting, the huge round belly that drags the ground, and the slender arthropods like spears and halberds......

Wang Liuzhi's eyes froze suddenly, and the acid in his stomach surged up, "hooh" twice in his throat, and finally turned into a dry howl and spewed out.

"Youkai!"

............

hoes, dung forks, wood knives, torches, top sticks...... A variety of "weapons" are held in the hands of more than a dozen men.

They were strong and strong, they were numerous, and they shouted loudly to cheer each other on, but they could not hide their trembling and panicked expressions.

Just because their enemy is a youkai.

A spider with a woman's face and a body as large as a cow.

Wang Liuzhi hid in the crowd.

Thanks to his usual routine with evil boys, he is quite agile and has escaped with his life after taking a face to face with the monster.

Can.

This life will not be saved for long.

He clenched his saber and stared at the spider monster in front of him, watching her scream and bite, but he was driven back by the men waving torches, and it seemed that he was evenly matched, and even had a slight advantage.

But Wang Liuzhi knows that people's strength is limited, and courage is even more limited.

When the strength and courage of this group of people are exhausted, who will come to the rescue?

Taoist priest in Shuiyue Temple? or the government?

However......

Do you hear that?

The whole city wailed.

I'm afraid that there are monsters in other places!

If there is really rescue, the high-ranking families in the city can't be rescued, so how can they give priority to this small corner of the poor and lowly village?

Wang Liuzhi's eyes flickered.

Every time the monster pounces, every time it retreats, how can it be like a hunter teasing the prey, making them nervous and tired?

And he seemed to be a crowd of people, but he saw the exhaustion on his frightened faces, and heard the fear from his breath...... Hey?

In the midst of his gaze, Wang Liuzhi was surprised to find that a person who should have appeared here the most did not appear.

"Where is Zheng Tu?"

He muttered to himself.

"Where is Zheng Tong?"

He spoke out.

When the crowd heard the sound, they froze for a moment, and then as if they had grasped some life-saving straw, they screamed in a mess.

"Zheng Lang is coming", "Zheng Tuzi", "Zheng Da is coming out quickly"......

Together, they even overwhelmed the noise of the city.

"What did you call your grandfather to do?! ”

A loud scolding rang out in the courtyard across from the market.

Then, the courtyard door was suddenly pulled open, and a fat and strong man appeared, and he was angry with his mouth and heart.

It is Zheng Tong, the butcher who does not appear in dozens of chapters of this article.

In fact, Wang Liuzhi is quite incompatible with Zheng Tong, thinking that he is a poor master, and there are more than a dozen brothers around him, and he is also the number one person in this workshop.

But this Zheng Tuzi looked down on him with a fat body and brute force on his two arms, and he was also filthy on weekdays.

But at this juncture, where can "personal grievances" spoil the "overall situation"?

Wang Liuzhi hurriedly called.

"Brother Zheng, come and fight this monster with us. ”

Unexpectedly, this Zheng Tong froze for two or three seconds when he saw the monster, and then he didn't shrink back into the house without heading, and didn't forget to close the door.

Holy shit!

Wang Liuzhi was so anxious that he scolded:

"This pig killer usually calls himself a good man, but he didn't expect to see the real chapter, but he is a fool!"

Alas!

Lao Tzu should also run away decisively.

He was secretly annoyed, and the people around him were even more fluctuating, so that the monster found a flaw, and suddenly pounced, and the men hurriedly beat the torches over. But this time, the monster didn't back down, allowing the torch to hit the carapace, splashing fluffy sparks.

Suddenly, the crowd was dispersed, and the two chelated feet hooked up, caught the two unlucky eggs, and quickly got into the house behind them before everyone reunited.

The door of the house was open, and there was no light in it, only screams and wailing.

The people gathered again, but stopped in front of the house, no one dared to go in to save people, or even dare to get too close, they looked at each other, and finally, they all looked at Wang Liuzhi.

Wang Liuzhi glared.

"What do you see me doing?"

In the crowd: "You are an official." ”

"I'm off work!"

"But this is your house. ”

"So what?" Wang Liuzhi was angry, "You don't want this broken house!"

The words fell.

"Get out of the way. ”

Suddenly, he was suddenly grabbed from behind, and as soon as he opened his teeth, a bright cold light pierced his eyes, and the foul words that reached his mouth were immediately swallowed back.

It was a double-edged broadsword.

Carried on a pair of thick and majestic shoulders.

The visitor was dressed in heavy armor, and the armor was covered like scales, and it seemed to be well maintained, but it was difficult to hide the obsolescence.

The armor (the rope that ties the armor) is slightly loose, and it seems that there is some haste in putting on the armor.

The hood is tucked under the armpit, revealing a face full of horizontal flesh, the short fibrous roots of steel needles are open, and the eyebrows are full of coldness, all of which are no longer the usual arrogant scoundrels in the market.

This person is Zheng Tong?

Wang Liuzhi was stunned for a moment.

It turned out that Zheng Tong did not shrink his eggs, but went back to put on armor and serve the army.

It turned out that the rumors were true, and this guy was really a strong soldier who had retreated from the north.

Possession of armor is a great sin, and it should be ...... according to the law

Thinking wildly, Zheng Tong had already strode into the room.

"It's pitch black and there's nowhere to fight, throw some torches in!"

Wang Liuzhi heard a spirit.

"No, it doesn't. ”

He shouted.

"This is my house. ”

But where did the people around him care, torches were thrown at the doors and windows.

The window lattices, firewood, curtains, and bedding were set on fire to illuminate the darkroom.

The blazing flames shone brightly, reflecting the bloody corpses, the hideous flying demons, the dark iron armor, and the fierce slashing sword light.